I belong to and often browse one of the better adult "hot" sites. You can advertise and look at other people's ads to "hook-up." It also has a number of chat rooms where you can find everything from conversation to cyber sex and even immediate sexual contact. The site has been very successful for me; I've met a good number of men and had interesting and stimulating sexual encounters.
One of the best contacts I made developed from what began as just a friendly chat one evening. I was a little horny and a lot bored at the time so I signed on by saying: "I'm in the greater Dayton area, are there any gay guys looking for a roll in the hay; or some straight guy who would like to dump a load, no reciprocation or questions asked; or just someone to chat with?"
A couple of seconds later another posting from someone named Snapit said: "I'm from Dayton, straight, not really very interested in being serviced by a guy, but I'm up for some chat."
My own handle is Headman and within moments the two of us were in a private chat room. From questioning him I learned quickly that he was divorced, 27 and an auto technician (car mechanic that uses computers). I also learned that he was pretty much addicted to sex and porn (the reasons for his divorce), that he loved getting oral and that he had a growing fascination with sexual domination. He described himself as 6'2", thin with some definition, medium length brown hair, brown eyes and a long and thin cut cock. That last bit of information had to be coaxed out of him.
From me he learned that I was a 32-year old lawyer, gay who enjoyed providing straight guys with oral pleasures, no reciprocation wanted. I admitted that I enjoyed being sexually dominated by straight guys, but that ultimately what I most wanted was a committed relationship, but until that came along I was into "doing" straight guys in addition to dating gay men. I also told him that I was 5'10", 168 lbs. with cropped blond hair and blue eyes. Since he didn't ask I never mentioned that my cock was 6 1/2", fat and cut.
The remainder of our conversation went like this:
Snapit: I've been pretty horny since the divorce. Don't get nearly as much sex as I want, I'm afraid my wrist in going to get carpal tunnel syndrome from so much repetitive movement (lol), Wish I could find a chick who'd just let me kick back while she sucked me off and then let me hit the road.
Headman: How long ago was the divorce?
Snap: 7 months
Head: Any kids?
Snap: 1 girl
Head: Too bad. There should be some girl willing to give you what you're looking for.
Snap: You'd think, but I haven't found one yet.
Head: You could get just what you're looking for if you could get into a guy giving you head.
Snap: Got that right, I've had lots of offers from guys since I joined this site.
Head: So if you're horny and love getting sucked, why haven't you given it a try?
Snap: Don't really know. I've thought about it, almost accepted an offer once, but chickened out. I don't know why. I guess it's a guy thing. I know that I'm not going queer if a guy smokes my pole, but there's something there, deep down that I just can't get over. It's funny too, because I've jacked off fantasizing about standing over a guy while he's on his knees servicing me. I find it a very erotic image, dominating another guy, my cock in his mouth, spraying my load in it and having him swallow my cum. It has me hard just thinking about it.
Head: Fuck, me too. I'm hard as a brick just imagining that I'm the guy on his knees sucking you.
Snap: Really?
Head: Really, really!!!! You're just the kind of guy that I love to suck.
Snap: Why? What do you get out of it?
Head: What do you get out of domination? What do you get out of eating pussy?
Snap: Yeah, I see what you're saying. Different strokes for different folks, but everyone's got a stroke.
Head: You got it. Like I said I'd love to provide you with total oral.
Snap: Yeah? What is total oral; what would you do to me?
Head: Total oral is me pleasuring your entire body with my tongue, lips and mouth. Lick you're ears, run my tongue all over your body except for your face: I'd rim your ass, suck your toes, wet-work your balls and finally suck you off until I've drained and swallowed every drop of cum from you.
Snap: HOT!!!!
Head: Fuck yeah!!!!
Snap: And you don't mind being dominated, being made someone's slave, getting nothing in return?
Head: I do get something in return. I get your cum and the satisfaction that I've given you pleasure.
Snap: FUCK!!!! Why can't I find a girl like you? I'm so turned on that I think if you were here right now I'd let you do me, I'm sick of being FUCKING HORNY all the time and even more sick of beating my own meat.
Head: How close are you to XXXXX Avenue, in Dayton?
Snap: Depends where on XXXXX Avenue. I'm a couple of blocks if you live between XXXXX and YYYYY Streets.
Head: Then you live only a few minutes away from me. Do you want me to go over there or do you want to come over here?
Snap: Fuck!!! I want to try it so bad. Should I? I want to try it so fucking bad, but I just don't know. It's such a big taboo, letting a guy do you, even if you don't do him. At the same time it makes me fuckin' horny just thinking about having a guy suck me and take my load. I want to, but at the same time, I don't know.
Head: At least give it a shot. I promise that if at any point you want to stop, it will be cool with me. What have you got to lose?
Snap: Really? Swear to God that if I want you to stop you will?
Head: That's what I said. PROMISE!
Snap: I'd need to take a shower, but I guess I could be there in less than an hour...
I can tell you I was no longer bored, although my horniness level had shot up to the maximum. There was plenty of time so I decided to take a close shave (don't want to give him razor burns between his legs), a quick shower and slip into a pair of silk lounging pajamas. (And to those with suspicious minds, I wasn't trying to seduce him because frankly I hate it when a straight dude suddenly goes all wobbly and begs me to fuck him. Straight trade is one thing and gay sex is another and the two should remain separate. I don't suck off gay guys unless they are returning the favor, but I hate it when a straight guy turns out to be not so straight. And lets face it a dick in his mouth or ass is just a shade too gay.)
I lit some candles both in the living room and bedroom, dimming the lights as well, but not shutting them completely. I wanted the environment to be sexy for me and relaxing for him, candlelight helps accomplish both. I switched on equally relaxing music and then chain-smoked and pace. I had that horny kind of anxiousness overlaid with angst at his probably chickening out.
I was on my third cigarette and one hundred circuits around my living room, convinced that he wasn't going to show, when the door buzzer sounded. I literally sprinted to the lobby intercom and pressed the speaker button: "Snap?"
"It's me, let me in quick."
I pressed the electric lock release and opened my apartment door. Finally the elevator door opened and he walked out. He saw me standing in the doorway and hurriedly walked the 40 feet between the elevator and my apartment. He kind of pushed passed me.
"No offense but I don't want anyone seeing me coming to your apartment."
"No offense taken. I doubt too many of my neighbors know anything much about me other than I'm male. I've lived here 3 years and have barely seen any of them for more than a minute at a time. But I do understand you caution. I promise you I'm very discreet and being a professional need for that to continue."
"Great cause if anything happens between us I got to be sure it never goes beyond just the two of us."
"That I can promise." I said. So here I am telling the whole world, but the reader has no idea who I am or who Snapit is, so I'm keeping my word.
I guess I should tell you that the guy lived up to and surpassed the description he'd given me of himself. I can do better in three words: HOT BUTCH HUNK!!!! I wanted to grab him by the crotch rip open his jeans and rape him right there with my mouth. He however was all nerves and I didn't want him to run away.
"Sit down and relax, can I get you some wine or a beer?"
He took a seat in one of two plush chairs I have in the living room. He took a deep breath and then let loose with almost a mournful sigh.
"I'm really, really nervous. I'm not sure I can go through with this."
I knew I had to get him calm. "Relax, no pressure and no strings, like I said you don't have to do anything, if you don't want to go through with it that's cool, I promise I won't get pissed off or try to force myself on you. Let's just sit and talk for a while, then you can decide what's what. Now how about a beer or some wine?"
"A beer would be great," he said with a look that said he wanted to say something else.
"And?......"
"And if you don't mind I'd like to smoke a joint, that really help unwind me, and ugh, uh, it also makes me real horny." He reached into his shirt pocket and withdrew two tightly rolled joints.
"Go right ahead. I'll get the beer and I'll even join you in a toke or two."
Fifteen minutes later we'd been chatting and exchanging trivial information and discovering that we weren't so different from one another. We both loved baseball, he's a Reds fan while I follow the Indians. He'd begun to relax and so I felt I could move things along toward the real reason for his visit.
"So you've been divorced 7 months?"
"Yeah, it's been pretty rough. I have my 4-year old daughter from Friday afternoon to Monday morning when I drop her off at day care. I'm having to work a second job 4 nights a week just to pay $700 a month in child support and support myself. When I do have time to myself I have to clean the apartment and do laundry. Life sucks big time. The ironic thing is that my marriage broke up because my wife didn't want sex more than once or twice a week and now I'm lucky if I have sex once or twice every two months. It's killing me emotionally and physically."
"If you're still up for it we can ease some of your stress right now. A good total oral service is a sure fix."
"Uh, listen, I really do want to try this. I really do. But I have this kind of mental block about letting a guy, even a guy as nice as you seem to be, suck me. I'm not sure I can get past that and I worried I won't even bone up. I thought about it the whole way here. This total oral thing as me a little freaked. I sounds totally hot and awesome, but I think it's a little too much too soon. So I think I'm willing to try getting head from you and if that works maybe we can go further some other time."
"That's cool. The whole point of this is for me to pleasure you. I certainly don't want to do anything that makes you uncomfortable, so if you just want head that's fine. And relax, if you don't get hard then we'll stop. OK?"
"Like I said I really want to give it a try. If you don't mind, could we do it right here. I don't want to take off my clothes and I'd rather do it just sitting right here."
"Fine by me."
I stood up from my seat on the sofa and walked toward him and then knelt in front of his chair. He leaned his head back into the chair, closed his eyes and spread his legs open. I took this as my cue to do it. I moved closer to the chair on my knees and cupped his crotch with my right hand. A quick intake of breath was his only reaction. I began to slowly massage his considerable mound and continued for about a minute. I was hoping that this would start making him hard, but I was disappointed. It was going to take more to wake this reluctant piece of virgin cock.
I undid his belt and unzipped the fly of his jeans. I opened the flaps and then grabbed both his jeans and his boxers on either side of him and as he raised his ass off the chair I pulled them both down to just above his knees giving me total access to his cock and balls. Then I proceeded to unbutton his shirt so that I had the front of him naked from tits to thighs. Only then did I stop to gaze at his cock and balls. His cock was about 4 good inches totally flaccid, perfectly shaped with a nice meaty helmet shaped head, it promised good things with just a little stiffening. If it lived up to half the beauty of his balls I was in for a little bit of cocker sucker's heaven. They were the size of pullet eggs nestled in a sac of soft, wrinkled but tight skin; PERFECTION!
I took hold of his limp cock and raised it up and buried my face in his crotch with my nose at the junction between cock and balls. I inhaled deeply and was hit by the fresh soup smell of recent bathing, but just underneath that was the very subtle, but ever-present aroma of male musk that no amount of washing can rinse away. I was hard enough for both of us but determined to get my friend Snapit just as rigid.
Still holding his cock up I began running my tongue over his balls. He gave out with a groan. I took each one of them gently into my mouth at a time and rolled it around. I worked them for a good 5 minutes and Snap's groan turned into a series of moans. His cock had plumped up a bit, showing signs of life, but it was still totally flexible. It was going to take the real thing to bring it up to its potential.
I held his cock upright and then with almost agonizing slowness I ran my tongue up its underside until I was at the head. I grasped it in my hand and ran my tongue around the little helmet. This had the affect of sending a shudder through his body and his first words since we'd begun.
"It all feels really great and I don't want you to stop, but I don't think I can get hard."
I raised my head from his crotch and looked up at him. His eyes were still closed. "Stop worrying about that. You're enjoying this and I know I am. We'll just keep going and see what happens." He nodded and I went back to my mission. I knew what to do. I mean I'm a cocksucker and this wasn't the first case of "first time jitters" I'd dealt with.
I immediately engulfed his entire cock in my mouth. I worked up a mouthful of warm saliva and bath his most sensitive part in it while and the same time laving every inch of his meat with my expert tongue. It was slow, adding to mutual pleasure, but his cock began to grow. It didn't get much thicker, but when he was fully hard I had 8 inches extending into my throat and loving it. He was ready and so was I. I began bobbing. Slowly and lovingly dragging my lips and tongue up his long shaft, running my tongue over his head and plunging quickly back down to the base. Over and over I pleasured his beautiful cock, his moaning now constant and louder. I lost myself in the oral pleasure only servicing a man's cock can give you when suddenly I became aware that he was no longer moaning.
Without taking his cock from my mouth I looked up at him. His head was no longer against the cushion and he was looking down at me with what I can only describe as a mixture of awe and lust.
"That's right suck it good. Take this man's cock and make it feel real good, make it feel real good and then maybe it will feed you its load. You want to drink this man's cum, suck out every fuckin' drop of it, don't you?"
Still looking up at him with desire and lust I nodded and let out a "mmph, mmph" in eager affirmation.
He placed his hands on the back of my head and held it still, gently but firmly while he began to piston himself in and out of my mouth and throat. He was staring straight at me, his eyes locking mine. He was in control; I knew it, he knew it.
"Yeah, you love it. Love me fucking your face. Love having this man's cock using your mouth just for his pleasure. You love servicing me, don't you?"
Another muffled "mmph, mmph," from me and he continued to fuck my face fast and hard. I could taste the nectar that was now pouring into my mouth and throat. He wasn't going to last much longer.
"Oh, fucking shit, this is too good. I'm gonna fuckin' feed you this man's load pretty quick here. Swallow every drop, don't pull off until you've drained your man's balls. Hear me? Get ready 'cause it's going to be a fuckin' big one, I can tell. Oh yeah!!! Oh yeah!!! Eat my fucking load."
He pushed my head down so that my lips were buried in the thick of his pubic mound while he let loose with a torrent of thick, hot cum. Thank God for experience. I was able to breathe, swallow and savor his juices and continue to suck him with no trouble. Our eyes were still locked and I was able to see the look of ecstasy on his face, but at the same time that look of being in control remained. I nursed on his cock, gently suckling it as it deflated, milking every last drop it had to give.
"One more thing. I want you to stand up and beat off. Shoot your load on my chest and then lick off every trace."
I guessed that this was one last act of domination. Maybe he thought eating my own cum was demeaning, but as I always ate my loads it was hardly a put off. Spraying on him and then licking him clean was a real turn on and it didn't take me but five good strokes before I'd shot 5 good ropes of cum from his tits to his navel. I got right down on my knees and sucked up every drop.
When I'd finished I sat up and again looked at me. His dominant personality had gone back into its shell and he was just sitting there grinning down at me.
"That was without a doubt the best fucking head I've ever had. If I'd known I could get a blowjob like that I'd have found me a cocksucker long before this. If you're cool with it I wouldn't mind making this a regular habit with maybe more. If this was good, total oral must be something else."
Well that was 4 months ago and up until now Snapit has been over for servicing at least once a week. He loves it and I love serving that man's dick. And he has become a devotee of total oral. That first visit lasted about 35 minutes. A typical visit now lasts 2 hours. I'm enjoying him and a few other Mr. Right Nows, but still looking for Mr. Right.